5 November 2013
So bright, i could've done with sunglasses in my kitchen this morning. It doesn't look very bright or dazzling in the photo so you'll just have to take my word for it.
Lots of Melburnians had the day off today (for the "race that [apparently] stops a nation"). People who work in universities however, do not as it's most definitely the pointy end of semester. We did make a point though, of gathering to watch the race and cheer on all the pretty horses before drifting back to our desks for another hour of toil before the bells tolled. (They do toll too, at this university. A little melody rings out every hour on the hour, followed by the appropriate number of chimes. It's quite lovely especially as they change the melody every week or so. Often it's an anonymous little tune but recently i swear the bells were chiming London Bridge is Falling Down).
Son #1 has officially finished his first year of uni, as of this morning. I asked him what he plans on doing between now and March to which he replied "Lie in the hammock and drink dacquiris." Kidding. That's what *I* would have said. His answer was to try and get another couple of shifts at the cafe where he currently works.
Son #2 starts exams tomorrow. Son #3 is alternating between being um, challenging, and his old delightful self. Can we talk about raising teenage boys please? I need some tips. From my experience they are at their best when you get them alone, when they absolutely respond to being treated like a reasonable, rational and civilised young adult. But in a group? Oy vey, that pack mentality is wearing.
Your thoughts welcome. Or your offers of alcohol. I'm not fussed.